Three Goblin Art
Sade Olutola
AnasAbdin
hello vonnie
styofa doing anything
todays bird
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trying on a metaphor
RMH
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

roma★

oozey mess

Product Placement
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Peter Solarz
art blog(derogatory)

Discoholic 🪩
Xuebing Du

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we're not kids anymore.
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@lsanctifyandamnotsanctified
In today's state of hyperactivity, where boredom is not allowed to emerge, we never reach the state of deep mental relaxation. The information society is an age of heightened mental tension, because the essence of information is surprise and the stimulus it provides. The tsunami of information means that our perceptual apparatus is permanently stimulated. It can no longer enter into contemplation. The tsunami of information fragments our attention. It prevents the contemplative lingering that is essential to narrating and careful listening . . . In the process of digitalization, . . . information acquires an altogether different status. Reality itself takes on the form of information and data. For the most part, we perceive reality in terms of information or through the lens of information. Information is an idea—that is, a re-representation. When reality takes the form of information, the immediate experience of presence withers. When digitalization gives everything the form of information, reality is flattened.
Byung-Chul Han, The Crisis of Narration
Dragon Sculpture sitting at the bottom of Lake Neuchâtel. Location: Romandy, Switzerland
posting is a stress response
my upward spiral
I will do anything to be free
Even escape?
I dont know. Can i do that
Ornamental Hairpin (1941), dir. Hiroshi Shimizu
getting really into sighing and pouting lately
no one else twists the knife as good as u come over
i dont agree or disagree i just thinks its intetesting
can you read me a bedtime post?
I’ll be seeing you in all the old familiar places, okay?
Sleeping Muse
By Misha Frid
THE FENG SHUI OF THIS WEBSITE IS FUCKED